A Deeper Blue by S.E. Harmon

Author:S.E. Harmon [Harmon, S.E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-64080-808-9
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2018-10-29T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

Blue

WITH THE success of Sunday’s game, we were on a bit of a high. Coach was mildly pleased, which was as good as a hug. The team arranged for a celebratory breakfast on Monday, but I didn’t partake and had my usual chicken sausage, eggs, and bran muffin combo. Celebration was a bit premature, in my book. I was just determined to use our momentum to get back on the right track. Playoffs, playoffs, playoffs. That’s all that mattered.

It was our turn to play on Thursday the following week, and I took the early bus again so I could put in some time with my trainer. As I walked down the hallway, earbuds firmly planted in my ears, I tried to get pumped. I was going to make some big plays and run the ball, and I was going to show them why I was more than just an old knee injury.

I was focused. I was determined. I was… about to be derailed in a major way.

There were always a few people near the locker-room door, watching the players come and go, but I recognized her immediately. It was no hard feat. All these years later, and she still looked pretty much the same as the last time I saw her, right before she kissed me on the forehead and left. She told me to close my eyes and go to sleep. Have good dreams, monkey, and I’ll see you in the morning.

I stood stock-still, as though someone had iced over my extremities.

My first thought was that Kelly had been right, and he so loved to be fucking right. I’d been ignoring her all this time, and she chose to force the issue in a big way—the biggest of ways.

My mother smiled a little, her face pale and pinched. She nervously fingered the strap of her purse. “Mountain.”

“I guess that would make you Mohammed.” I almost didn’t recognize the sound of my own voice. Didn’t know I could sound that cold or bitter. “How did you get back here?”

“I told them I was your mother.” She lifted a shoulder, obviously aware of how hypocritical that was. I was so closemouthed about my private life, no one would know my mother was not a welcome guest.

A couple of the trainers passed, and I nodded at their greetings and struggled to keep a lid on my anger. God, it was so vintage fucking Savannah. When and where she wanted and to fuck with everyone else. I took her by the arm and hustled her into one of the training rooms nearby. Thank fuck it was actually empty for once. I’d hate to send someone flying into the hall by the scruff of his jersey.

I let go of her arm as soon as humanly possible and stepped back a few paces. “Okay, forget the how. Why are you here?”

“You wouldn’t take my calls.”

“There’s a reason for that.”

She swallowed. “I just wanted a chance to explain.”

“Explain what? Jesus, I don’t answer your calls,

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